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Gable Notes.
Sir Lyon Playfair will sail for America next

Sir Lyon Playfair will sail for America next
Wednesday.
The Rome Tribune says that Italy has con-
sented to join the sugar bounty conference.
There were four new cases Of cholera and four
deaths at Malta during the past twenty four
hours
Volent shocks of earthquake have been felt
at Laghouat, Algeria. number of houses
were destroyed
Nine Sarah Bernhardt will make another
grand tour in 1888, which will embrace India,
China, Japan, Australia and America.
Floods doing great damage in the province
of Orenze, Spain. The crops have been de-
stroyed and many head of cattle drowned. and
hundreds of people have been made destitute.
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DUSTER.

We have them to fit anybody.
No summer garment is more useful.
Like charity, it covers a multitude
of sins, in the way of dress. One
can be very Independent in this re-
gard if he wears a duster. The
Mexican officers uniform was a
straw hat and a linen duster You
can have linen one if you like, or
if you like better you can have one
of Mohair. We have both. Come
get one.
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The Prudent Ferdinand.

LONDON, Aug. 5.-The reports announcing
the departure of Prince Ferdinand for Bulgaria
are untrue. He has so far hesitated to make his
entry into the Bulgarian capital. in spite of the
obvious wish of Austria that he should do so
and will probably nos venture to brave the
wrath of the Czar by acting in opposition to the
Russian Emperor's known wishes.
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RasaIoula Threatens the Italians.

LONDON, Aug. 5.-Advices from Suakim state
that Rasaloula, the Abysslnian commander. has
collected force of so, 900 men which he intends
to march against the Italian position at Masso-
wah, beginning his campaign about the lst of
September. If this report be true, the situation
of the italian troops in Abyssina is extremely
precarous, since it would be impossible to rein
force Massowah between now and the time set
for Rasaloula's advance.
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The Fisheries Neeotiations.

LONDON, Aug. Sit is stated in government
circles that the negotiations with the Washing
ton government for the settlement of the Can
adian fisheries dispute progressing favorably,
and doubt is entertained that the difference
will be speedily and satisfactorily adjusted.
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WHEN INDICATIONS.
SATURDAY-Fair weather; stationary tenn
peratUre.
SEASONABLE.

What is heat? Tt is felt. In this
it is like want" +" A want is al
ways ''felt" and generally "1ong
felt" We are furnishing busters
now to the satifaction of every
buyer. Busters are not worn longer
because they are long enough now.
Everybody going out of town or
coming in it needs a
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Steamship News.

PORTSMOUTH, Aug. 5.-Arrived Moravia,
from New York. for Hamburg.
New YORK, Aug. 5.-Arriyed: Werra, from
Bremen; City of Chicago and Britannia. from
Liverpool
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The dusky face looking on In the gather
ng twilight was picture Of melancholy.
All gone-the crowd-only scattered few
.emained-I ought not to have listened to
The stranger who told me must pay, II
would go inside the monument did not
near him surely-payl After these years
II trial and waiting, after the longing
md the weary journcy-pays Pay TO look
1t things his generous hand had touchede
20 sec the pen that wrote our freedomi
Pay to knee at the masters tomb--impos.
,iblel It's q mistake-a cruel mistake Of
nine-dear old Joc-they wouldn't keep
us out-us poor folks-why, this IL Abra-
ham Lincoln's country-old fellowi" He
did not notice that tip-toed away. had q
big lump In my throat, and couldn't lind
my voice for o minute when / met Thad
Collins coming down the drive il his dog
cart. "Hello, old man-been seeing
ghosts,' he said, gayly, Jump in, I'll take
you home" Thad was q reckless harum-
scarum-one Of the gold spoon sort OF fel-
lows-pockc.s full Iup and told him the
whole story, that was hanging like . mill
stone on my spirits. At first he laughed,
made puns, as he always does-pretty soon
though, he began to take hold Of it-feit IL
his pockets. That's what wanted-I had
explored mine for the past hour. unearth-
ing tooth-pick-ditto wash bill and one
copper cent-this was business-like; touch
Thad Collins the right way, he was gener-
GUS to fault "Come on" / hurried him
round the monument-saw my protege 60
that way. He was not there-we looked
up and down, all around, then at each
other. The moon had come up, and found
US searching. ''Thad," ! said, hoarsely
''he's gone" "Gonei' l pointed toward
the grated door leading into the tomb The
little box broken in its fall shone alabaster
white in the moonlight Lying beside 1t,
| lust inside the iron bars Q cluster Of half
faded orange blossoms.
ELIZABETH PAINE
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Tho Appetite or Birds.

OF all animals, birds possess the
quickest motions. the most energetic
respiration, and the warmest blood,
and they consequently undergo the
most rapid change Of substance, and
need the most food. Although few
creatures are 50 pleasing to the nsthet-
ic tastes Of a POLITICALLY inclined person
as birds, the breeder knows that most
OF them are to be looked upon as hear
~ or excessive eaters. Any one who
closely observes birds and their conduct
will soon remark that all their thoughts
and efforts, aside from the few DAYS
they spend in wooing and their short
periods Of resting, are directed to get
ting something to eat. With what
restless earnestness do titmice plunge
through the bushes and trees! Not a
leaf is uninyestigatcd. every chink in
the bark is examined for whatever eat
able it may be hiding, and sharp look
is cast into every joint of q branch.
How industriously does the ousel turn
and thrash the leaves on the ground of
the woods all day long, spying its game
with glance Of its sharp eye, and
swapping it up on the instant! After
observing few such incidents we can
easily believe the stories that are relat-
ed Of the fish-eating powers of the cor
morant, and Of the fruit-eating birds
that are able to consume three times
their weight every day. William Mar
shall IN Popular Science Monthly.
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A Doughty Sergeant.

A French officer tells an amusing
anecdOte in \ recent number Of the
Rcruc Retrospective. 1t was at the time
when the French army stood before
Torrek Vedras, separated from the En-
glish camp by a number OF vineyards.
in which there were few caves con-
tanning wine. The soldiers Of both
armies drank fraternally from these
stores without ever coming in conflict.
One day, however, French sergeant
was captured in one Of the caves by
some English soldiers, who took him
into their camp and conducted him to
the duke Of Wellington. After few
questions the sergeant was ordered to
leave, but would not stir.
go along said the general. No
movement, but the brusque reply:
General, your soldiers had no right
to make me their prisoner ..And
how is that?" ..How is that? It is
this way. The cave being neutral
ground they had no more right to cap
ture me than l had to capture them.
They took advantage of my isolation.
Soldiers ought to have more manners
among themselves" ..Was that the
way you We're taken prisoner" Yes,
general "Very well, you shall dine
with my attendants and go where you
came from" But the Frenchman still
refused to move. Have you not
heard what l said, sergeant?" "Oh,
yes. general, heard it all, but | do
not wish to go with your attendants"
"And why not?" because no French
soldier ever eats with domestic serv-
ants" Lord Wellington, with bow
and sign Of assent, took the hint,
ordered another couuert to be laid at
his own table, and invited the French
sergeant to dinner.-PdA Mall Gazette.
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.But we must give 50 We viii mixes, John.
just think what your fate would have been
IL Lenox Pritchard had not died in your
stead. It 10 no charity, but debt we owe
his family"
''You are right Mary, and while John
Matthews lives, his substitutes wife and
children shall not want"
The little cottage was neatly furnished,
and the next week Mrs. Pritchard and her
children found pleasant home beneath
its roof Through their benefactor's innu-
cnce Alice secured class in music, and
once moro the joyous tinge Of health came
back to her mothers wan face To make
our story complete, must tell you Of .
quiet wedding celebrated In the little home
few years later, when Alice wore the
orange blossoms, and Dr.. Roy Matthews
placed the wedding-ring upon her finger.
Little Nell is teacher now, herself, but
she never will forget the day God sent
John Matthews to her among the graves
Of the dead heroes, who had friends to
weep for them.
In Q quiet corner Of the village church
yard, far removed from the noise and
hustle Of the busy city, there ID solita-
~ grave, marked by plain monument
with the name Of Lenox Pritchard in
scribed upon it. Decoration Day it Is
strewn with more flowers and wet with
more tears than those Of Nell and her
mother. BELLE v. CHIsHoLM
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plowed ground. After the customary sa-
lutte, the stranger said: liam not mistaken
in supposing that ! have the honor of ad-
dressing Mr. John Matthews, OF Hanover
township"
''That is the name to which answer in
the regions round about h ere" was the re-
ply of the puzzled bowman.
'sThen, this paper will explain my bus
ness" returned the officer, taking legal
looking document from his pocket, and put
ting it into the outstretched hand Of Mat
thews
A swift glance at the contents of the
Of the farmer.
81 thought that the quota Of our town
ship had been hlledf" he said, as with
trembling fingers he folded the docu.
ment and returned it to it's envelope.
ut seems not" answered the officer
briefly. 1--WE have raised an immense
amount Of bounty for volunteers, at any
rate" responded Matthews.
"And still little short You will re.
port at headquarters tomorrow evening
at four O'clock" said the stranger, turnin g
his horse and galloping away. John
Matthews was no coward, and IL he had
been young man he would have been in
| the ranks months ago, but a young family
had hitherto demanded his presence at
| home, and now, favorite daughter, his
irstborn child, was slowly fading away
| with consumption. It would be hard fol
him to take last look at her young face
for she would be under the sod before he
returned, il that time shoul ever come
| Unhitching his horses from the pillow, he
led them to the stable, Embarrassed and
fed them, hoping by the delay to gain HI.
wonted composure before breaking the I'm.
| expected news to the dear ones, rs yet un.
conscious OF the cloud that overshadom ed
| them.
Going round to the back door, where his
wife was at work, he made known the OBJ
ject OF the strangers visit and begged
her, for Maggie's sake, to bear up bravely
under the heavy tidings.
"You must not think of going, John.
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Maggie could not live through the part
ing" began his wife, In aquiet but decided
voice.
This ID an imperative call, and must be
obeyed. You know that my going at this
time Is not from choice"
had not thought Of lifting my puny arm
against the powers that be-but you can
not CO."
"What do you mean, wifcr' asked hon
est John, wondering ii the iii news had not
made the good woman little daft
''There are plenty Of men ready to 60 for
money, John, and there il that fvo hun
bred dollars in the bank" was Nary's
cheerful reply.
ssBut that has been laid aside to remodel
the old homestead" sighed John, thinking
Of all the improvements the money could
make.
s.Better live in the old house few years
longer, than part with its head forever"
insisted Mrs. Matthew's, and she carried
her point, for before the morrow's sun
went down q staunch, able-bodied man
had agreed, for the sum Of i've hundred
dollars. to face death in Johns place.
The months passed away-Maggie went
to join the white bed throng in Heaven,
and before the June roses were again in
bloom, the angel Of Peace had spread her
wings over torn and bleeding country.
The years as they came and went, left
their blessings on the home Of the Mat
thews. A new house took the place Of the
old one, and the former landmarks were
widened for the rich harvests, and the
large increase from the focks filled to
overfowing the Golfers Of the honest farmer.
One by one his boys and girls went out
from beneath the sheltering love Of the
dear old roof, to build up homes for them.
selves. At last only Roy, the baby, re-
mained-to stay and comfort them In their
declining years.
It was Decoration Day. 1874, that Johr
Matthews announced his determination Of
running down to the city to see the pro
cessIon. His heart burned within him rs
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MORROW"
he listened to the thrilling tales OF suffer-
ing and death that the memories Of the day
called forth. While standing in . quiet
corner watching the old veterans strewing
the graves Of their comrades, the sobs Of Q
little girl near him touched q tender chord
In his great warm, loving heart Moving
up near her he inquired the cause OF her
iistresa
my papa was soldier, but his grave is
Tar. far away, and nobody puts flowers on
t. Mamma always cries on Decoration
Day, and says II papa had only lived, we
would have . pleasant home like other
folks"
what is your mothers namen asked
The kind man, with q thought of the bill he
would send her, when he should reach
tonne.
''Mary Pritchari," answered the child.
John Matthews gave Q quick start, but
controlled his voice to ask the fathers
came.
"Lenox-Ienox Pritchard; and had Q
little brother Lenox, but he died, too,n the
little one ran on in an artless way, but
John Matthews heard only the name
"Lenox Pritchard," and asked: "What
regiment did he belong tor" zone Hun.
ired and Fortieth Pennsylvania" was the
reply. 1.-THE same" he unused. ssIt must
be my man. Surely there would not bc
two Of such an uncommon name In the
same regiment.
He piled the child with other questions,
but she could only tell that she was an In
FAINT when her father went away, and was
now almost eleven years old, and that her
name was Nell. The Ger, monies in the
cemetery being over, he asked her to take
him to her mother. At the door, the older
sister, Alice, met them.
Without waiting for an introduction, he
said: This little girl tells me that her
fathers name was Lenox Pritchard. and
that he was member Of the One Hundred
and Fortieth Pennsylvania
"Yes, and he was killed at ST. ottsylvanis
May Il, 1864"
add he volunteer, or-n
"He went as a substitute for q gentle
man who had been Drafted" she replied
II thought SO. Can you tell me that
mans nameW he asked, hoarsely.
II never heard the name, ! believe, !"
said Alice, looking at her Questioner Curl
ously.
I'D give great deal to know" said he.
81 can ascertain from mother. She
| knows all about the enlistment Alice re-
| turned
| IF you would allow me to speak to her
myself would he greatly obliged" the
| farmer ventured.
Certainly but you will finl US in very
| Strengthened circumstances. she an
swered, leading the way up the rickety
/ stairs. The room to which she Ishered
him was neat and clean but almost desti-
tute of furniture. The emaciated mother
was lying on the only bed the room pos
I sessed
| Plunging right into business, he was no,
long in ascertaining that the Lenox Pritch
ard he sent away from wife and children
and the Lenox Pri,chard who slept ON the
lonely battlefield We're identical.
"That man died for me-" he exclaimed
my old bones ought TO be moldering in
that lonely grave, ami Lenox Pritchart
ought TO be here providing for his helpless
family"
at was no fault Of yours. Mr.. Matthews
II he had not gone for you he would hav,
gone for some other one. He was out o.
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Even then. while his words were yet ringing,
heard wild shout of acclaim;
There was news OF q tr umph and glory to bla-
zon the tablet OF fame.
Then some one came In at the door, while the
cheers rose agsin In the street,
With message OF death In his face, ana fell
like stone at his feet.
There's peace in the wide azure heavens, end
calm in the soft, golden air,
But the quiet response Of my spirit II only the
calm Of despair.
In fancy / see his face beaming % It beamcd
when he left me for ave,
His childish. wide blue eyes uplifted in eager,
sweet. questioning way.
Ihcsr his blithe tones fondiy calling forever and
ever to Inc,
And answer as stranded souls answer the bella
OF distress out ut sea.
O drummer boy, quietly sleeping, know not
God only knows-where,
Bright garlands Of deathless affection weave
in the anguish of prayer.
While memory blasts sweep around me, to.
day, in the silence apart,
! gather my souls farest blossoms to lay on
thy grave in my heart
JULIA a THAYER.
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work and accepted your offer eagerly. The
next morning he went OF in good spirits,
but he never came back again. A friend
marked his grave, but have no hopes of
ever looking upon the spot where he lies
buried.
"These memorial days bring back my
griefs afresh, but my Fathers hand is in
it all, and soon will join him In the land
where farewells are never spoken"
"You must come out to the country,
ma'am, and get breath Of pure air. A
few Of our sunshiny days would put new
life into your blood, and my good wife
would soon bring the roses back to the
cheeks of these pal, damsels, whom
cheated out Of . father" said John Matth-
ews, drawing his sleeve across his eyes.
1t was arranged, finally, that he would
return in week for the desolate family,
but he did not leave until he had slipped .
gold eagle into the poor, wasted hand ont.
stretched to him at parting.
MARY" he said, after rehearsng his story
in the presence OF his wife and son, II
have about concluded to give that little
cottage in town to Mrs Pritchard and her
children. 1t would be mighty easy to haul
load OF coal now and then, or throw some
wood or apples into the wagon when we
are going to mill. You know we would
mover miss such thingA"
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Mrs. Hettie Green. the Wall street
woman of many millions. is very par
ticular in selecting the modest room she
occupies in clearinghouse. Her
first question to the landlady is. Are
there any reporters in the house," Is
not. she inquiries, Have any reporterf
ever lived in the honse?' If such A dis
aster has occurred to the landlady, Mrs.
Green cares not to hear when it happen
ed: the mere fact that reporters have
had habitation in the house is enough.
She says ..Good-day,' and is gone.
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mighty-taint that, cause he jes' Tub de-
POI culled folks wat don't know beans wen
de bags openl But, honey, here's de pint
were you'se gwine to de kings house, yo'
wants to put ON yo' weddin' vestments,
am Were you'se gwine to tell Narsa Lin
KUN how ole Joe, an you was jes' honin'
to thank him TO- life and liberty-yo' got
to use de best oh grammcr-don' you mind,
honey-some po' trash tellin' he amt hear
anybody TO- twenty year-ole Joe knows;
20 60 close to i'm, honey-close- Georgia's
too far on"
Here the poor lad sighed heavily. HE
told me the moment crossed the Mason
Dixon line, I'd know it. Dey jes' Tub de
culled man up dar, chile-au 20 got to do
Is to cross de line, any man, woman or
chile jes' jump to help you-in Marsa Lin
gums country.
believed him" The expression on his
face was growing disdainfuL Il expect
ed Q rough time working my way through,
Of course; but when found myself really
nere this morning was heart-sick. Some
how we had pictured 1t all-the great
white free North, where Lincoln lived, the
streets he walked. I'm ashamed to con-
TESS didn't expect to see just plain side
walks like other towns. We had talked
50 much thought the very air would be
different where our great hero had
breathed. Was this the atmosphere, with
busy whirl, with smoke and sounds Of
cityl Were these his people, busy, idle, 80
ike other folksi I was a fool" he paused
SO long knew he was not speaking to me,
when he began again gently, now dream
lily: Il wonder, dear old Joe, il you could
have been mistaken, just q little; / didn't
see the crowd OF dusky pilgrims with
palms In their hands, didn't SEQ the
mighty host marching by thousands and
tens Of thousands on this day to do honor
to their chief. ! didn't see the waving
banners, and hear the shouts Of victory
and glory to the Lamb. was too late, !
hurried, breathless, just to catch glimpse
Of the beautiful throng-perhaps Id DO
there, IL only in time to see each one OF the
mighty host bear his wreath OF flowers
and lay them on the masters tomb lheld
yours tight Joe--the blossoms you sent
welcome US among them, we'd
come SO far, the flowers and ], and we loved
h;.n
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/ was a bright day
in the early part Of
October, 1868, tn at
Jonn Matthews stop.
ped his horses in the
middle Of a long fur
row he was drawing,
to watch with Curl
GUS eyes, the actions
Of q United States
0 "a c err, who was
slowly making his
way, toward h IN
over the fres hi Y
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Y o u N g reporter,
poor as q church
mouse, / sat with my
pencil in my mouth,
on the stone railing
about the Lincoln
monument. My un-
finished Decoration
Day notes were before
me. / was in q re-
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yielded 10 blessed
repose-
Their swords are beaten to plowshares. they
WELD but the laurel and rose.
they will wrap round the graves OF our heroes
floral banners Of red. white and blue;
They will crown them with garlands Of beauty
all wet with the tears Of the true.
And OH far away in the Southland the grave Of
one Zero Il mine,
So tiny / wonder that Freedom accepted such
gifts at her shrine
Ny dear little drummer-boy, sleeping. God
knows, and He only knows, where,
Who gave up his life and went bravely out into
the dark with prayer.
I can see the proud form OF my darling rs he
marched with the soldiers away,
His sweet, childish countenance flushing like
the pink. and-whi;e blossoms OF May.
And then, in the brightest Of sunlight stand
there all stricken and dumb,
While faint grows the wild storm OF music, the
deep thunder-roll Of the drum.
But hope whispered words OF deception TO
cheer as turned me to GO
God surely would spare, in His mercy, the boy
that my heart worshipcd 50.
And steadily on through the darkness this star
OF belief brightly shone,
While my widowed and orphaned life struggled
with poverty's burden alone.
His gay letters came; as read them my anx-
ious forebodings would cease
Those little white doves always brought me the
green olive branches OF peace
The .hardships OF camp, they were nothing"
he wrote, with the zeal of q boy;
"'Twas the jolliest life in the world II one had
a heart to enjoy;
"And rs for the long. weary Marches why.
they were the best OF 1t all,
bad fhA naly ~ fhxsf
ggantically tall
He could ford any number OF streams, sitting
calm as King on his throne,
And do all the heaviest marching with never .
sigh nor q groan."
His last letter badc me take courage; he soon
.osli be clasped to my breast;
Thrilled as read the lines over, they brought
me sue b comfort and rest
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THE SUBSTITUTE.
ELIZABETH PAyNB.

True Story of War Times. The Good
That Came Of One Decoration Day.